On the long-awaited 2-night, 3-day school trip, I formed a group with my close friends and came to Kyoto. Sightseeing, cooking, bathing, everything was fun. Then into the night, we had a classic reveal of who we liked. I like adult women, but I'm worried about Mr. Kazama, my homeroom teacher, but my friends have been making fun of it. Meanwhile, Mr. Kazama came around after lights out. Whether he knew how I felt or not, he sneaked into my futon while looking sideways at my sleeping friends...
